03 January 2010 - Me, Myself and I really don't understand what's going on sometimes...

A New Year, and here I am (almost) at the start of it. I've kept a diary on and off before, sometimes for work, sometimes for pleasure, but I thought this time I'd do something different. I understand there are some famous blogs out there, and come to think of it, some famous diaries too, but this one is the only one that concerns me and my struggle with depression. My depression makes me upset enough to cry sometimes, but does sometimes make me laugh out loud, so I hope at least some of what I write makes you laugh too.

My depression has managed to cost me the job I really loved and wanted, but it has also made me a better person. I didn't like people very much before, but now I understand myself I little better, it means I understand other people a little better.

I live in an apartment on the edge of a city, with a girl called Bea and a cat called Deeley. They both live with my black dog, most of the time they understand, but sometimes they just don't get it, and to be honest who can blame them. Deeley has been with me since I understood what my depression was, and Bea came along a little later. I'm glad they get along, as it's one less thing to worry about.

I go back to work tomorrow, to a job I didn't apply for, but have ended up in. I just hope I enjoy it as much as the one I lost.